Father's Day Schmather's Day

Yes. You can say I am a bitter bug on Father's Day. Really, no father to celebrate. The one that acted more of a father to me is with J.C. up above and the other is in the pits of West Covina. Ok, so no really the pits, but he should be. It really peeves me when my friends take their dad's for granted. You have one, cherish it.

O the things I would do to have a father-daughter relationship that so many people throw away. It pains me. The fact that my step dad has passed away hurts, but I don't think it hurt's as much as the fact that my biological fater is alive in West Covina and doesn't do as much as call every couple of months. I've tried to have that relationship with him, but it is utterly impossible. It hurts knowing that he is just ignoring me. He is able to push his past aside and live the present. Imean props for doing that, but if a part of your past is your own children, you should at least keep that part with you. There is no fucking excuse to abandon your children, even if they are full grown. It really hurts knowing that someone that used to love you a lot and always spend time with you doesn't even aknowledge you. Remembering the times with my dad are like treasure. It is something I hold close to my heart. There is nothing else I have. Not even memories with hime now. It is all gone. My mom tells me to just let him go and not talk to him. As much as he has hurt me, I totally understand, but he is still nonetheless my father.

Well, I hope you, ungrateful bitch or grateful daughter, enjoy your fathers day with the father you have.